Quick Shakedown of Argentina 2006

Quick Shakedown of Argentina 2006

Hoarg. I have fallen behind once again on my travel writing, so here is a boring outline of our trip that finished about a month ago:


Fished with Don Julian in Corrientes: avoided public strikes blocking the highway, caught a little dorado, ate a lot of food, traveled within 3KM of Paraguay, slept through the Argentina World Cup game (I'm still bitter.), ate a bit more.


Saw Iguazu Falls trickle: went on my first helicopter ride, bought jewelry from Paraguayans, meandered through coati mundies and butterflies, got soaked under San Martin Falls (with our same boat driver as last year!), discovered a spa pool in the Sheraton (with five separate stations), watched part of the Brazil World Cup game, drank Guarana, ate way too much milhojas de dulce de leche.


Got jazzy in Mendoza (I hate that word, "jazzy"): managed to get three taxis lost in the city trying to find Johnny's B&B (I told them it was next to the police station, but discovered that indeed he lives next to the SCIENCE police...hmm), listened to Johnny play the coolest version of a hymn that got him kicked out of the church, interpreted for our group at the Archelology museum (SOOO much fun!), learned to ski and then snowboarded in northern Patagonia at Las Lenas, went into the high mountains of the Andes and saw Aconcagua!, ate a lot of vegetarian food at The Green Apple.


Became soaked in Colonia, Uruguay: took the ferry, got another stamp in my passport (ha, ha...the real reason), listened in awe to the quick talking Uruguayans, did donuts by the river (and collected sand) and around one of the world's most unusual bull rings (that was never used) in our rented golf cart, drank submarinos and ate fondue.


Tangoed through Buenos Aires: tried to guide my group to see Evita's grave, perused the Latin American Art museum (with paintings by Diego Rivera, Frida Kahlo, and Lietchenstein on exhibit), shopped at Zara, watched the Argentines celebrate their World Cup victory over Mexico, took family to Cafe Tortoni and then watched the late Tango show, ran through the rain in the San Telmo antique fair and Boca enjoying many submarinos (sort of like hot chocolate) along the way to stay warm, toured and interpreted in Teatro Colon, and ate at Empire Thai (a tradition) with Martin.


Umm...that's what I can remember off the top of my head--and boy were there a lot of male and female modern mullets this year. As you can tell, the food had a profound impression upon me (just hopefully not too much on my panza). Ah, for a good empanada! sigh.

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